Can you see that tree
Why can’t I be
As balanced as it?
I’ve made attempts to keep my layers around these fences
The smell of my incenses
Whisper softly with all my senses
And my paintings stare at me with tenderness
All my particles are fading in the air
There is no much to do when you’re being forget
I’m still not aware
Of what will happen when I be faded
I can see the other side
Now that you’re gone for a while
It seem to be clear now
And the reality seem to be just the ground
I’ve made attempts to keep my layers around these fences
The smell of my incenses
Whisper softly with all my senses
I remember you staring me with tenderness
All my particles are fading in the air
There is no much to do when you’re being forget
I’m still not aware
Of what will happen when I be faded
And if I fall into Oblivion
I’ll make sure to bring a remind of you
There’s nothing mere holding my spectrum
I cannot hold anymore
All my particles are fading in the air
There is no much to do when you’re being forget
I’m still not aware
Of what will happen when I be faded
And the Kings of Oblivion
Will they keep my soul?
This other land this other kingdom
Will you memory come along?
